I Have 10 Training Avatars Novels & Stories

"It's not that bad. I found that timber wolves are just like huskies—they're very obedient. I mean, they do exactly what I say, whether it's standing or dancing." I ran back to the training facility in a daze and stood there in silence, watching the three timber wolves I had trained dancing in grass skirts. I started to think that no matter what animal I chose, Yvonne would somehow claim it as her own. I even considered quitting since I couldn't change the outcome. I applied for a leave of absence to head back to my hometown, using the excuse that my grandma's hens had stopped laying eggs and I needed to train them to fix their behavior.

And today, I needed that. A distraction. I pulled off my black shirt, feeling the morning chill hit my skin as I rolled my shoulders. My wolf stirred inside me ... restless, hungry for movement. “Let’s go, old boy,” I muttered, smirking at the row of holographic vampire projections that flickered to life around me. The training bots were enchanted, designed to simulate real vampire combat ... fast, brutal, unpredictable. Perfect. With a low growl, I lunged. One strike. Two.

It just emphasized how her entire life had become some weird, macabre video game. She stared back at the woman. She was called Ten. Like Devon and Twelve, she had the short cropped hair. Apparently, if your hair was cut short, you were being trained for the field. If you were administration or a trainer who stayed at the compound, you could grow your hair long. Devon kicked a small pile of spent brass shell casings, refusing to respond.

“All players file this way! Let’s go, Let’s go!” Mateo Davis, weapon’s trainer at the Camp, shouted. Some of the trainee’s mocked the way he moved his arms, flailing them about like one of those inflatable tube men. Mateo was like all the other trainers, cruel and a glutton for power. He had a thing for Delphine since he started working at the Camp, and had been rejected no less than thirteen times. The man didn’t know when to quit.